Somewhere My Love

My daughter left yesterday on a mission trip to El Salvador.  She is fifteen and will have her sixteenth birthday while she is away.  When I was expecting, like new moms do, I pondered over baby names.  I had the books of baby names, I thought about people in my life after whom I might name her, I thought about strong women in history and women of the bible.  It wasn’t until I saw her that I knew she should be called Lara.  This was after the inspiring character of Lara in the movie Dr. Zhivago.  I had always loved the song, Lara’s theme, or Somewhere My Love from that movie.  I learned to play it on flute, and sang it both in performance and for my own pleasure.  In the movie Lara is a strong, adventurous woman with a heart for social justice who handles struggle and hardship with a hopeful spirit.  I think I got it just about right for my Lara too.

Here is a version of Lara’s theme for your listening.

And it seems appropriate for me to send the lyrics to Lara as we find ourselves in different parts of the world.

Somewhere, my love,
There will be songs to sing
Although the snow
Covers the hope of spring.

Somewhere a hill
Blossoms in green and gold
And there are dreams
All that your heart can hold.

Someday we’ll meet again, my love.
Someday whenever the spring breaks through.

You’ll come to me
Out of the long ago,
Warm as the wind,
Soft as the kiss of snow.

Till then, my sweet,
Think of me now and then.
God, speed my love
‘Til you are mine again.

I’m singing through the lyrics now, with tears of pride and awe, just as I did when I first sang it to her in the hospital sixteen years ago.  A little bit at a time, I watch as she spreads her wings, with roots firmly planted. The matriarchs in my life told me that time would go by so quickly.  They were right. Thanks for indulging me.

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